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We used to slaughter our own beef. Mom would cube the liver and the lungs and seer them in a hot pan with onions.Sounds gross but it was really good. You can't over cook liver. If you do you should just toss it.

Sweetbreads are very tender if fixed right, yes a light sort of taste. One might think it tastes like chicken but could be beef, pork or lamb. The ones I like come from a cow. My aunt fixed them for me and my son out in California a few years ago. I didn't know there was such a thing at that time. The place where we get meat processed in Macon, MO has them so I try to keep some in the freezer. Yum. Man, I'm getting hungry. Didn't mean to make anyone sick, everyone has their own taste. Frog legs anyone? :-D

Name the time and place and I'm in for as many fog legs as you can throw at me! Love catchin' 'em too.

It does get tough as rubber if you over cook it. When I was a kid my mom made a Salisbury steak dish using liver when the good cut was not available. I never knew the difference. My son ate liver for the first time and just loved it, he never knew the difference. Its all in what you grew up with I think and everyone has different tastes.

I like okra, brussel sprouts and cooked cabbage too. All of those we gathered fresh out of the garden. My grandmother used to wilt fresh lettuce in bacon grease, yum yum. Mustard greens, collards all that stuff that a lot of my friends turn up their noses at. Perhaps I have a little hillbilly in me. :-D

When I was a kid mom said I was the easyest to feed I ate every thing she put in front of me. The only thing I had a hard time with was Lima bean's but I still ate them.

Irwin, no offense but you probably didn't have the limas cooked right. Start off with fordhook, large, frozen. Boil them down in seasoning til they get soft enough for a fork to slip right through them. Drain all the water and add a little olive oil or butter and season to taste. You may now slap yo momma!

BTW people had some awful chicken livers at the Cracker Barrel in Brookhaven, Ms.I believe they were battered in cornmeal instead of flower. Never knew it was possible to mess up fried chicken livers til this past Saturday.

cindi, i got tired of supplying dinner for every predator in the county. if it wasn't they coyotes, it was the raccoons, hawks, owls, etc. i have a friend who's husband built the Leavenworth of chicken coops. i get my eggs from her :-).

back in the day, when we were very poor, no part of the bird went unused. it was cheap food and you could really stretch it! now i don't have much of a taste for chicken except the occasional chicken breast. when i buy a chicken, i buy whole and roast it....then make soup with what we don't eat. i do like chicken soup!

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cindi, i got tired of supplying dinner for every predator in the county. if it wasn't they coyotes, it was the raccoons, hawks, owls, etc. i have a friend who's husband built the Leavenworth of chicken coops. i get my eggs from her :-).

back in the day, when we were very poor, no part of the bird went unused. it was cheap food and you could really stretch it! now i don't have much of a taste for chicken except the occasional chicken breast. when i buy a chicken, i buy whole and roast it....then make soup with what we don't eat. i do like chicken soup!

Oh Kathy, I fully understand what you are saying. Feeding unwanted things is a bad thing. I can see when we move and only have just me and Ken, no foster children to look after any more, that we will be downsizing our dinner table meals considerably. Man oh man, that is gonna be the weirdest thing, been used to cooking for 4 teenager boys (plus usually my two Grandsons and sometimes their Parents) each night, cooking for two? I don't know how I am going to be able to muster that one up. It is happy.....it is also sad.....I love to cook and feed, lots of people. AND....I can really make a meal go a long ways, so many years of that good practice....am I wandering off topic, again, I sincerely apologize, I just can't seem to help this nasty habit.... :-X :( :) Have a most wonderful, great day, attract and keep great health. Cindi

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.....The greatest changes occur in their country without their cooperation. They are not even aware of precisely what has taken place. They suspect it; they have heard of the event by chance. More than that, they are unconcerned with the fortunes of their village, the safety of their streets, the fate of their church and its vestry. They think that such things have nothing to do with them, that they belong to a powerful stranger called “the government.” They enjoy these goods as tenants, without a sense of ownership, and never give a thought to how they might be improved.....

Depression era dining, it was called wilted lettuce salad. I've had some. The more bacon and grease the better.

As for Frog legs, my older brother and I would hunt them down all summer and fall. But my mother refused to eat them. Seems the first time my brother and I cooked some she watched in horror as the legs jumped back out of the frying pan and landed on the counter top or floor. My brother and I just rinsed them off and threw them back in the fry pan. Fog legs smothered in mushrooms and sauted in butter....Uummmhh.

There are only 2 things I've encountered in this world that I haven't eaten. KiKi, a large New Guinea water beetle eaten raw, and 21 day old duck eggs in the Philipines, I prefer to eat my ducks after they've hatched.

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I don't think I could eat chocolate covered ants or grasshoppers, although I have heard they are extremely good. I knew a guy that dearly loved snappin' turtle stew, he's gone now and I didn't get the chance to try it. Hard to find anyone that knows how to dress a turtle in my area.

You gotta be joking!!! I don't believe that, sorry, I am not going to get a bigger freezer, I am actually getting rid of one, smiling. Actually, I can't say, I have never cooked for 2 people, maybe it would be more difficult. Have a great, wonderful day, attract and keep great health. Cindi

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee. Robert Service

I don't think I could eat chocolate covered ants or grasshoppers, although I have heard they are extremely good. I knew a guy that dearly loved snappin' turtle stew, he's gone now and I didn't get the chance to try it. Hard to find anyone that knows how to dress a turtle in my area.

David

I would think choc covered ants is no big deal, would try the grasshoppers as well.

Turtle soup is very good, I like it with soft shell turtle, which I make myself. Dressing a turtle is no big deal, just requires a sharp knife, its like cleaning anything really. Separate the meat from the guts.

Dressing a turtle might be easier if you could get clothes that fit... :roll: :evil: J

:lau: You're right.

JP if I ever get down that way, will be sure and have a frog leg fry. We used to go frog grabbing with a bright light at night, fill a gunny sack a foot deep with bull frogs...those were the days. Now of course we just use a cane pole with red cloth on the hook, or use a gig.

Dressing a turtle might be easier if you could get clothes that fit... :roll: :evil: J

:lau: You're right.

JP if I ever get down that way, will be sure and have a frog leg fry. We used to go frog grabbing with a bright light at night, fill a gunny sack a foot deep with bull frogs...those were the days. Now of course we just use a cane pole with red cloth on the hook, or use a gig.

I'm not david, but it's like fly fishing. Just a small red cloth, 1/2 in. X 1 in. on a cane pole, line and hook. They grab it like it was an insect.

I still like grabbing better. My ancient hands still don't miss many.

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Oh Iddee, you may be surprised how ancient hands can still work. Mine are probably many years beyond what they should be, with the years of working the land, pulling weeds that are bigger than myself, and far much more strong, hee, hee. Grab away, dear ol' friend, smiling. Beautiful day, in this great life, great health, gather and glean. Cindi

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee. Robert Service